It's Superman's blog...Obviously.

This one's for Will

2006-10-19T17:42:00.000-05:00

Ok, so WIll wanted me to make sure everything knows that him and Jessica Alba are kinda a "thing". I apologize for talking about your woman on my blog Will

Jessica Alba too sexy for the church?

2006-10-15T23:34:00.000-05:00

Read this off MSN.ca:

'Sin City' actress Jessica Alba has revealed she quit the Christian church after being told she was too sexy.

Jessica Alba has turned her back on the church after religious leaders condemned her for being too sexy. The 'Sin City' actress found solace in the Christian church after feeling rejected by the Latin community.

However, after four years of being a born-again Christian she QUIT the faith, because she was accused of deliberately trying to attract men.

She told Elle magazine: "Older men would hit on me and my youth pastor said it was because I was wearing provocative clothing, when I wasn't.

"It just made me feel, like, if I was in anyway desirable to the opposite sex, that it was my fault, and it made me ashamed of my body and of being a woman."

The 25-year-old actress also says she could not accept the church's attitude towards premarital sex and homosexuality.

Speaking about the Bible, she added: "I thought it was a nice guide, but it certainly wasn't how I was going to live my life."
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Ok, so I just wondered after reading the article: who is to blame here? What drove little Jessica to QUIT the faith? Was Ms. Alba really a born-again Christian to begin with? Can you blame the men who were hitting on her, lusting for her? Was she really being TOO sexy? Is it her fault that she had a body that people looked at and desired? Should females be ashamed to show some skin because guys might get all hot and bothered?

I would like some input. Is this thing on? Anyone hear me?

Bloginated

2006-10-05T23:25:00.000-05:00

Ok, I have nothing to write about. I am currently avoiding studying and blogging is, well, not studying. So I'm doing it.

I are very excited for to be home for the Day of Giving of Thanks. I'm looking forward to spending quality time with friends and especially family. I miss my family.

Don't forget to thank God for all that He's blessed you with. Oh and, this is the harder part, to thank Him for the not so good things in life too. I think it says somewhere in the bible to do that. Ya pretty sure.

Praise the Lord!

2006-09-19T13:19:00.000-05:00

My bed is here! It is currently sitting in my room, awaiting my slumber tonight. Sleeping on a cot for the past week has help to realise, if only by a little, that I live a charmed life. I have never had to struggle for much, never had to experience loss of anything or anyone near and dear to me. I've had it pretty good, real good in fact, even too good. When have I stopped to thank the One Above for the love?

Getting the bed made me feel more settled here, more independent. You know what else would make me feel more independent, if I owned a car! Anyone know where I can get cheap auto insurance? Any tips leading to a successful insuring of my driving will result in one big "thank you".

Llabtfos, what's that backwards?

2006-09-17T22:47:00.000-05:00

Why are we all so obsessed with softball? Even after the CCSA season has ended, pretty much everyone I have talked to has been playing the game pretty regularly. I am no exception to this. Thoughts of softball overwhelm my brain when my academics should be doing that, and I am left waiting and waiting for next season to come. WTF! There's something about this softball.

I am hearing good things about how the game is being used as a ministry tool even beyond CCSA. Does it not make one smile to think that the gifts and tools God has given us are being used to further His kingdom in such a practical, grassroots kinda way? I am sooo encouraged to hear about how the ET'ers are having a good time and meeting new people through this whole Fall Ball thing. I am hoping to use the intramurals team here at Brock as a tool for the Christians on the team to witness to our non-Christian friends. I love how sports ministry can get a group to become so close! It's sorta anecdotal to a Christian faith community to me, even though some people may think that's pushing it a bit.

I am sort of rambling. God is good, too good.

No class tomorrow

2006-09-14T00:16:00.000-05:00

That is, no class tomorrow until 3pm, which is still pretty sweet. One of my two thursday classes got cancelled, I love life.

Today was highly productive. I was out ALL day long! Come to think of it, I was actually out for 14 hours. Much fun was had. I am beginning to feel like a commuter student. Probably not as much as Alan, who wakes up at 8 am for a 10am class. What a chump.

Wow, my blog is so boring. Here's a joke:

A seal walked into a club. Har Har.

Brockin' it like it's HAWT

2006-09-09T01:08:00.000-05:00

Back to school, back to school, back to school...

My new placeis awesome! Everyone should come visit. I'm currently re-adjusting to living away from home. It's funny cuz I'm actually typing this at home in Markham, and I'll be back every weekend for September. Perhaps the real nitty gritty stuff shall happen in Oct...mayhaps.

So funny story...I bought an air mattress for my house instead of a real one since it's easier to transport. My sister had one for 2 years in Waterloo so I thought it was a good idea. First night I spent in St. Catharines, I woke up in the middle of me slumber to realise that my butt has sunken in and was touching the rack that holds up the mattress: my bed was leaking air. I was sad, angry, humoured, and hungry all at the same time - a glass case of emotions I was in. I decided to just let all the air out and sleep on the mattresses flat on the ground so my body wouldn't be in an awkward bent shape all night. Moral of the story: get a real bed for your university life needs.

It's nice to be back in St. Cat, I have been able to meet up with some good friends, and of course the ladyfriend. I do miss Toronto/ Markham though, I miss it tremendously.

Back by popular demand

2006-08-29T23:10:00.000-05:00

Fine, Dee, I'll post again.

Ok, so one person asking me to write something in my blog isn't really "popular demand", but I'm sure many have been DYING for me to return to blogdom so I an express my ever-so-insightful...insights. Ya right.

I went stargazing tonight, as I have planned to do since the summer started. There was always something stopping me, like work, or laziness. But tonight I got off my lazy ass and went to look at some purrty stars. It was too cloudy, I shall venture out again tomorrow night to seek better fortunes. I picked out the brightest star and stared at it, and I wondered to myself (I guess you can't really wonder to someone else) if someone was staring at the exact same star at the exact same moment I was, wondering to himself/ herself the exact same thing.

No summer recap, too much to write. I did enjoy it immensely. My job was awesome, softball was awesome, people I got to know are awesome. Awesome summer.

That's all for now.

Denouement

2006-04-27T02:37:00.000-05:00

I think that's a french word for "End", or "Ending", or something cool. Regardless, the school year draws to a close. I thought this year would just wind down and end in peace. Alas, I am sitting here in my room at 3:36am after a rather disgusting incident had occurred. As a result of some vandals having their big night out, I now have half a pole in my kitchen coming from through the window, oh yes. I love life.

I am not too angry, well I am, but not that bad. It's just another story I could tell the grandkids.

Just when I thought I was having the BEST day of my life too.

Home in 2.

Schoooool's Out...soon

2006-04-12T15:34:00.000-05:00

I can't believe this school year is almost over. I can't believe there're only 17 days left til I go home. I can't believe I'll have a life soon. I can't believe that more than half my university career is over. I can't believe I'll be done my exams in 8 days. I can't believe the weather is warm. I can't believe that this year flew by and I missed so many opportunities. I can't believe this year is just inching by and it seems I did so much.

I can't believe I'm not studying right now.

Warning: Attempt to talk about something deeper...

2006-04-02T01:45:00.000-05:00

Hi all. I think I am off my Coldplay concert high by now. I am dangerously walking the lines of worshipping idols.

Anyhoo, went to watch V for Vendetta to day. I seriously thought at first it was a really crappy knockoff of Zorro. I mean, guy in a mask, yielding swords... I was urged by a few friends to go watch it, cuz apparently it rocked hard. So at the prompting of another friend, we went to see le movie. IT WAS SOOOOOOOOOOO GOOD! Honestly, GREAT action (ain't too much of it though), GREAT plot, GREAT ideas, just really well done film overall I think. The scene with the whole lovey dovey stuff coulda been done in a more classy way though. Regardless of the fact that there was a corny love scene, it does not take away from the purpose of the story. Who woulda thunk that comics (or graphic novels) could be so inspirational! The whole notion of one single person living out an idea of the masses instead of just thinking it, never brave enough to act on it. I felt the film puts some things into question. Am I willing to act out what I believe, or do I just wanna talk about it and think about it and, yes I will go there, pray about it. If God shows me the work He wants me to engage in, will I just sit idly and wait for the time when I am ready, all the while missing the fact that God doesn't want ppl to keep getting ready, He wants us to be READY....already...Freddy.

P.S: A friend that I watched the movie with, after the movie has ended, thought that I didn't get the movie. Do I appear THAT stupid? That bites.

The Hardest Part

2006-03-23T01:46:00.000-05:00

*Musical intro*

And the hardest part is trying to sleep before seeing Coldplay
it was the hardest part....

...That's really all I got.

It's 1:47 am, 16 hours until the show. I wanna scream at the top of my lungs and let the world know how excited I am, but it's almost 2am and ppl are probably sleeping. My heart feels like it's about to jump out of my chest. Thanks God for giving me this blessing! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I just can't sleep! I can't read my readings, I can't write my papers, I can't do anything but be excited for the concert. I need to chill out.

Final Stretch

2006-03-21T02:40:00.000-05:00

Holy crap, Coldplay in 65 hours.

Now accepting panties to throw on stage.

Blood, it's in you to give.

2006-03-11T13:50:00.000-05:00

Yes, I gave blood today. It's been 10 months since I last gave blood. I've been putting it off cuz there was always something that came up to prevent me from going. Maybe I was just coming up with stuff to interfere with my saving a life.

On my way to meet my blood-giving buddy, Victoria, I was praying to God and askin' Him: "Have I become more selfish than I would like?" I was REALLY gung ho about this whole blood giving thing in the beginning. I mean, you go in for an hour and you could potentially save another human being (provided they don't find any diseases in my blood...eeek)! It's almost magical how that works. Even given the simplicity of the process, and relative painlessness, I've felt reluctant to give blood cuz I always give myself a reason not to: I'll be working out tomorrow so I need my blood; I'm not gonna get enough sleep so I won't feel well enough; I have a midterm in 2 weeks (which btw won't be attended to until the night before) that I need to study for so I won't give blood. The list can goe on, but point is I would rather save myself an hour than to SAVE A LIFE! Is that selfish or is that selfish?

Then I gots ta thinkin' about going to the Coldplay show. I was willing to dish out big bucks for the tix, but will I be so generous to others in need? Can I dish out the same amount of dough for a worthy cause?

I'm not gonna give away my tickets or anything, I just like to talk and think and pretend I'm generous sometimes.

It's the Coldplay Countdown

2006-03-07T01:13:00.000-05:00

Chris Martin: "Hey guys, let's go get ready for our show @ the ACC on March 23rd."
Will Champion: "Hey, isn't Alex gonna be there?"
Guy Bergman: "He sure is chaps!"
Johnny Buckland: "Why am I so small in this picture?"

Coldplay, March 23rd 2006, ACC.
17 days til musical glory.

Doh.

2006-02-23T00:28:00.000-05:00

That's all I can say about Canada losing to Russia today. It's okay everyone, I'm sure we'll get over it. After all, there's a lot of other stuff to take our attention away, like world hunger, wars in different continents, homelessness in our localities, oh the list goes on!

Below is a picture posted on MSN.ca. I thought it was simply hilarious. Look at all their sad, head down, depressed states! It's okay muffins! You still make millions per year!

TRY!

2006-02-08T15:36:00.000-05:00

I'll tell you what you should try...listen to some good ol' (or rather, new) John Mayer Trio stuff. HOLY MOTHER OF.....WOW. I can't believe how great the music is. JM3's cover of Wait Until Tomorrow is friggin' sweet.

As an added bonus, watch their performances on Yahoo! Launch. Johnny M. wails on the guitar like he's possessed by the guitar gods.

So...
Good....

It's amazing. I cannot believe how amazing they are.

Check out their live performances here. I recommend the 8-minute long "Out of My Mind".
http://music.yahoo.com/ar-25478023-videos--John-Mayer-Trio

New Discovery

2006-02-04T15:39:00.000-05:00

Have you ever pondered about the saying "Talking behind someone's back?" You probably have, but not that way I thought about it!!!

When someone says "behind my back", they're actually talking about your frontside. Think about it: Your back faces out backwards, and if one was to talk behind your back, he/ she would have to start talking in front of you in order to be behind your back. Does that make sense to you? It sure doesn't make any sense to me.

I am listening to the Strokes, so far they're not as good as I thought they would be.

Dreeeeeaaaam, dream dream dream.

2006-01-27T03:52:00.000-05:00

I just have to talk about this crazy weird dream I had last night! It was by far one of the strangest, but coolest, dream I've had since.....birth?

It started out with me in bed, sleeping. I guess most dreams happen when you're in bed, but I actually mean that I was dreaming about me being in bed. (How exciting...) Then somehow this staff member of mine who i think is pretty was there and we were sleeping, just sleeping, in the bed. Then all of a sudden this killer hippo was heading towards us, and I acted like i know what to do cuz I've been through this before. All we had to do was stay still, so the hippo won't detect our presence. But much to our dismay it saw us and attacked!!! I jumped out of the bed but the girl didn't and the hippo bit the bed with her still in it! She fortunately escaped too. Then, all of a sudden, the bed turned into a baby in a lil basket thing, sitting on the window sill of my room at Brock, and the hippo became this US Navy Seal guy waiting in the water, looking into my window waiting for me to go grab the baby to save it.

That was only the first part of my dream!

The 2nd part has no relevance to the former and the details are somewhat blurry. All I remember is that a bunch of ppl I know and I were on this fancy pirate ship, and we were caught in the middle of a great storm...

I didn't know what to make of these dreams. Usually I like trying to interpret whatever I dream and pretend I'm a dream expert of sorts but this one was so messed up I didn't know where to begin!

If only my life wasn't as mundane, if only these crazy wacky dreams happened just one time!

Jan 23. Vote

2006-01-20T13:41:00.000-05:00

What's my response when someone asks me why I vote? This is all hypothetical, no one EVER asks me WHY I vote. I , however, would like to revisit some reasons as to why I will vote this coming Monday.

1) It is the easiest way to exercise my democratic right.
2) Thousands have DIED fighting for the ability to vote, so I can.
3) Voting for my party/ candidate of choice will enable MY beliefs to be represented in parliament.
4) Voting is rare, like a leap year, it's almost celebratory!
5) If I don't vote, I can't judge or criticize the state of my nation.

...and finally...

6) The NDP needs every vote it can get.

Sunshine'd

2006-01-10T16:06:00.000-05:00

Way to verb that noun right Alan? *Insert Vin Diesel+Chuck Norris+Mr. T joke here*

The sun is out today. Oh Sunlight, you have been greatly missed. Such refreshing rays. Oh Mr. Sun. I can't remember when the last time you visited was.

I don't know if it's cuz it's a new year, or the sunshine, or the 'shrooms I did, but I woke up this morning with this sense of renewal. Does the sunshine do that to you too? Opening your eyes to see bright rays creep through the cracks of your window blinds. It's a lovely feeling.

Okay team A's, here's to being better men. *Insert Pearl Jam song here*

Just another day...

2006-01-09T01:32:00.000-05:00

Thanks everyone who helped made this past weekend awesome. I REALLY appreciate the friendship that you guys offer.

So I still haven't come up with a New Year things to do list, but oh well. Okay I got one, first item on the list is to procrastinate on making this list. Second item is to find a replacement word for the overused word "procrastiniate".

I don't feel that birthdays are that special. So you were born, that's peachy. I am glad that God has created you and put you on this earth, but it's just another day. Another day with the same buncha things going on in the same buncha places, good and bad. Why not appreciate each and everyday? Why not look to tomorrow like it's the gift that it really is? I don't know... what am I, smart?

So, 2006, has anyone ever told you that you feel a lot like 2005?

2006-01-03T20:12:00.000-05:00

Happy New Year one and all. Hope everyone's Christmas break was lovely, and if you didn't have a Christmas break, hope your last few weeks were pleasant ones. I thought that I wouldn't be as homesick after the break, but being home for a mere 9 days makes me miss home all the more. What up wit dat yo?

A lot of people come up with new year resolutions once the ball drops, and I am no exception to this band wagonish trend. This year however, I am attempting not to come up with huge resolutions that are easy to break. Instead, I'll try to come up with a list of one-time things that I have wanted to do, and try to do'em all before 2007 comes around. So far the list consists of...nothing yet. I will try to come up with something soon. Being sick doesn't help with the whole thinking up stuff component of everyday living.

Story time with Uncle Alex

2005-12-22T04:47:00.000-05:00

This story is derived from an episode of a Chinese drama. I just transcribed it into English and changed some small details. It's a long story but if you're in for a good way to kiill 5 minutes, do read on. I highly encourage it.

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There was once a village in ancient China that is known far and wide for two things: the flocks of Buddhist monks that gather each day, and a tiny little vegetarian restaurant which serves hundreds upon hundreds of these monks with their food daily. A curious traveller, upon hearing of such a peculiar phenomenon, decided to visit the village and see what religious piety drove these monks to engage in pilgrimage into the village daily. The traveller spoke to one of these monks, and found that the monks were all there to visit the little vegetarian restaurant. The traveller was indeed perplexed. He had thought that the establishment of the restaurant was to accommodate for the influx of monks into the village. He decided to investigate further in an attempt to discover what it is about this tiny restaurant that draws so many monks into the area. After asking several of the monks, he discovered that the monks were drawn to the tiny shop due to its reputation of being able to make any vegetarian dish taste like meat without using any meat in the food. The traveller grows ever more confused. How can this impossible feat be done? He managed to get into the shop and order a dish for himself. Upon tasting the food, he could not deny the fact that these dishes tasted exactly like meat, but there was no meat at all in the dishes. He managed to maneuver his way to the store counter and struck up a conversation with the restaurant owner.

"Greetings! I am a traveller who have come a long way to see for myself why your restaurant has such a pull on all these monks! It is as though they are worshipping every small dish you make!" said the traveller to the shop owner. "Please, you must tell me how you manage to infuse these purely vegetarian dishes with the taste of meat!" The shop owner simply laughed and replied, "if I was to divulge my secret to anyone, I might as well close up my shop!"

The traveller was disappointed, but was still determined to uncover this secret. He set out to sneak into the shop late at night in an attempt to find anything that could reveal the shop owner's secret recipe. He entered the shop ever so carefully through one of its windows, and made his way into the kitchen. He searched and searched for anything at all that might help him. All he found was spices and various types of legumes and vegetables. Nothing there could possibly make the food taste like meat!

The traveller left that night disappointed again, but was ever the more determined to discover the owner's secret. He decided that the next day he would follow the shop owners daily travels to see if he could obtain any information of value to solve this mystery. He managed to discover the shop owner's home, which was suspisciously hidden. "How odd," the traveller thought, "why would the home of a restaurant owner be so hidden." He slowly entered the shop owner's home and found his way to his kitchen. What he discovered there was too shocking for him to translate into words! He saw hooks upon hooks attached to the ceiling, each hook used to hold a piece of animal carcass. The traveller began to attempt to figure out why such a large quantity was meat was needed for a vegetarian shop owner. Even if the meat was for his own consumption, the shear quantity of meat there was way too much for even the owner's whole family. The traveller continued to explore the kitchen, and eventually stumbled into an overwhelmingly large pot. He pulled a stool situated close to him and stood atop so as to get a look at what's inside. It was here that the traveller discovered how the shop owner was able to infuse flavours of meat into his vegetarian dishes! Inside the giant pot were pieces upon pieces of meat, together with pieces upon pieces of rags. The traveller realised that the shop owner was cooking rags with meat, thereby infusing the flavours into the rags. Upon doing so, the rags were brought to the restaurant and used to cook the vegetarian dishes with. The traveller thought about the religious uproar that the unveiling of this mystery would cause! Monks were being fed food made with animals, how outrageous! Yet, who is more to blame here: the shop owner who deceived the monks into eating dishes made with meat, or the monks who gave up their religious integrity to have a taste of what they had vowed give up?

WTF

2005-12-20T19:32:00.000-05:00

I was browsing the Yahoo! website today, and stumbled onto their 2005 Year in Review section. There was a collection of images taken from the events of the year. The album was plagued with photos of war and victims of war. I realise that much of this has to do with spectacle journalism and the use of graphic images to attract readers/ viewers to the site. Yet, to rethink the year, violent conflicts abroad WAS the theme of EVERYTHING. War was the focus of the media, coffee break chats, and wherever you can find two or more somewhat intelligible individuals conversing. Does it ever make you wonder when it'll end? Does it ever make you want to do something about it?

For those brave enough, go to the Yahoo! site and see these images for yourself. Some are really, for the lack of a better term, scary, so look at your own discretion.

In the wise words of Albert Kong...I am not CONcrastinating

2005-12-19T19:23:00.000-05:00

I randomly found this quiz that supposedly tells you what kinda person you are by asking you 3 simple questions. I'm pretty skeptical about quizzes but I thought the idea of being able to sum up a human being in 3 questions is intriguing. Here are the results...Try it out for yourself! I mean, it's only 3 questions for crying out loud (I never did understand this expression btw).

Your Personality Is

Idealist (NF)

You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.
You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.

You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.
Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.

You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.
Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.

In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.

At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.

With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.

As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.

On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.

The Three Question Personality Test

New music is sweet

2005-12-17T23:36:00.000-05:00

Actually, I wanna talk about a band I sorta rediscovered. Anyone heard of "Travis"? I was a fan of their single "Why does it always rain on me", but recently I got a chance to check out the rest of their stuff. Let me tell u, on a scale of 1 to 10, I would rate Travis around....a 5.....5 BEING THE BEST RATING ON THE SCALE! Good times.

So close to being home, so close I can taste it. It tastes like.....me not being home yet.

On a more positive note, one of my students and her friend built me a house! That is, a gingerbread house. It is the best present I have ever gotten involving icing. I will not be able to eat the whole thing, it's pretty and girnormous.

Take the time...

2005-12-14T02:12:00.000-05:00

Recently I ran a program in my residence area at Brock. Nothin' fancy, just put up posters on every door with facts about the state of the world, OUR world. There's quite a few of them, take some time to read them, and think about the implications each one of these fact has. What are you doing about it, to cause it, or to fix it? I'm not trying to look all globally-aware or holy, but the first step is to simply become aware. I just wanted to do something.

Half the world - nearly three billion people - live on less than two dollars a day.

Each day in the developing world, 30,500 children die from preventable diseases such as diarrhea, acute respiratory infections or malaria. Malnutrition is associated with over half of those deaths. That is about 210,000 children each week, or just under 11 million children under five years of age, each year.

Child poverty is a special concern for governments and communities. No one can ignore the evidence from the multitude of studies that have documented the dreadful effects of poverty on children... Canada's high rate of child poverty is shocking for a country ranked among the wealthiest in the world. Canada ranks bronze on childhood poverty, with a rate almost six times that of Denmark!

1 in 6 children live in poverty in Canada

3 out of 4 fatalities of war are women and children.

In the wars of the last decade, more children were killed than soldiers. Child victims of war include an estimated 2 million killed, 4 to 5 million disabled, 12 million left homeless, and more than 1 million orphaned.

Women work two-thirds of the world's working hours, produce half of the world's food, and yet earn only 10% of the world's income and own less than 1% of the world's property.

Today, a child in Mozambique can expect to go to school for two to three years, with luck. A five-year-old European or North American child can expect to spend 17 years in formal education.

It is estimated that the Third World pays the developed North nine times more in debt repayments than they receive in aid. Africa alone spends four times more on repaying its debts than it spends on health care.

The debt burden is the biggest single barrier to development in the Third World, the most powerful tool that western nations use to keep whole countries in bondage.

The richest 20% of the world population now receives 150 times the income of the poorest 20%.

The assets of the 200 richest people in 1998 were more than the total annual income of 41% of the world's people.

Almost 800 million people - about one-sixth of the population of the world's developing nations - are malnourished. 200 million of them are children.

Forced prostitution, trafficking for sex and sex tourism appear to be growing. Studies on the trafficking of women and children estimated 500,000 women entering the European Union in 1995.

Yakety Yak Yak

2005-12-10T19:20:00.000-05:00

*Currently taking a break from doing a take-home exam*

I am finding a hard time right now coming across religious babble. Sometimes I wonder if people speak their "truth" to help or to be right. Call me judgmental, I don't care, but I keep seeing or hearing or reading arguments about things that are really pointless. Using the Word to back up an a claim is great, but a lot of times I feel like people misuse God's Word, leaving out a bit here, including a specific part there, just to appear righteous. Didn't the Crusaders do this? Didn't slave-owners use the bible to justify slavery? Can't we just get along? Where's the love? There's enough quarrels out there as it is, we don't need to argue over who can argue better.

At the risk of being a hypocrite, I will include a Bible verse for today's post:

-Titus 3:9
"But avoid foolish controversies and genealogies and arguments and quarrels about the law, because these are unprofitable and useless."

Ya I'm opinionated like that, it's crazy!

Say WHAAAAAAAAAAAAA

2005-12-07T02:15:00.000-05:00

Yay last day of classes for me! Woot woot! Now onto lab reoprt and take-home. It should be okay, I should be cruisin' until Christmas time.

So I was thinking, once agian in history class (Man that class sure gives my mind a workout, often not about history though). I was analysing the phrase "Waiting in expectancy for God". Well not really analysing, just generally thinking about it I suppose. H'okay, So! I don't really know what to make of this phrase, what does it really mean? What are we waiting so expectantly for? Do we expect God to do something a certain way or simply just do something. What if He chooses not to do anything, then do we not act? Do we sit or refrain from life? I ponder, ponder ponder ponder.

Don't think I'm just trying to act philosophical or insightful or what have you. Don't you also have those moments where these random questions just pop up?

Saving the day

2005-12-01T22:05:00.000-05:00

I was sittin' in history class today, half paying attention to my prof, and I looked down at my ring. For those who don't know I own a Superman ring that I haven't wore in a few years, but have decided to take it back out to feed my new obsession with the whole Superman-dom thing. So I stared at it for a few mintues (cuz it's really a sweet lookin' ring) and I randomly thought to myself: "What makes a superhero so attractive?" I thought and I thought *think think think* and I came up with an answer. Obviously everyone sees a hero differently. Maybe it's because a hero can do something that others can't (like grow and shrink in size ON DEMAND! Go Antman), maybe it's the fact that they're renowned, maybe it's cuz they become idolized, maybe it's cuz they get to walk around in tights and still be considered cool --- it's different for everybody! The reason why I think Superheroes are sooooo awesome, though, is that they are servants, public servants, noble creatures really. They don't ask for anything in return when they do a good deed and someone else (their alter-ego) gets all the credit! How amazing is that? To have that kinda heart to help those in need and not ask for anything as a reward? I just think it's kinda cool.

So to end off, I would like to share a quote I read off a friend's corkboard which sorta kinda relates to what I was saying up there. It's just a neat quote:

"You're a superhero to somebody, so act like one."

Freedom '05

2005-11-30T03:53:00.000-05:00

Not since the release of "Freedom '90" by George Michael was the term FREEDOM so joyously proclaimed! I am officially done all my papers for the Fall semester of 05/06 and it's smooth sailing pretty much from now until exam time, which I sorta look forward to.

The next bit of this entry is by no means a method of attack on the friend I am going to refer to. I wanna talk about an issue I HAVE personally.

I was recently mistaken for as Alan (my twin bro for those who don't know) by a friend. Usually this is fine and sorta just...everyday stuff I guess. But this particular event was a bit different: this friend of mine mixed Alan and I up on the internet, when Alan was not in the picture at all and I clearly put my name (which is Alex) on a blog comment. I got pretty pissed off at the fact that someone had mixed us twins up when it was a situation that really didn't allow room for it to happen. I then thought about how Alan and I are sometimes (maybe very often? Who knows) considered by others as ONE PERSON. Then I became paranoid, or perhaps it's justified paranoia, and contemplated that people think Alan and I are something interchangeable: if one isn't there, the other can take his place. No big, they're the same anyway. The thought of that makes me feel insignificant, replaceable , rejected, all things I don't particularly like feeling.

I realise that it was an honest mistake by a friend, but where do you draw the line? How do you decipher between oversight and ignorance? Am I sounding angry and dramatic? Meh, get over it, amd I'll try to get over my issues too.

Status: 2/3 Tasks Complete...

2005-11-28T02:13:00.000-05:00

I finally got my Disabilities paper done, so all I gotta do now is the annotated bibliography for my history paper. I don't know if it was a good or bad choice to save the hardest part for last, but I guess we will see.

After this Tuesday, all I have left to do is a lab report and I am HOME FREE......until exam time that is. I don't even know what my exam schedule is like, I should probably check. I am sooooo looking forward to going home for Christmas. There's a WHOOOOLE whack of stuff I wanna do but I don't really know if I have the time to do'em all. So many people I wanna see and catch up with, so many places I wanna see. When it comes down to it though, it'll just be nice to be away from Brock for a bit and to recollect myself.

The sermon at church today resonated. What do I do when bad Christians happen to good people? Am I one of those bad Christians? Does my claim to Christiantiy actually deter people from getting to learn what Jesus Christ is all about? Or does it make people want to learn more and to seek some answers for themselve? Who knows these things. I wonder what a righteous life would look like?

I'm a ladies' man

2005-11-24T01:16:00.000-05:00

...In the gymnasium during the Brock v.s Western Men's B-ball game...

You caught my attention with you hair tied in three different spots on your head. Pink covered your entire body. We made eye contact and you threw me a smile. I smiled back and waved to acknowledge your attention. You waved back and blew me a kiss. It melted my heart. You blew me a kiss even when your mother was right by your side. You're such a rascal. I blew a kiss back and you gave a cute laugh.

To the cute little baby girl at the Badgers' game.

No, I'm not a pedo btw!

Sacrifice or Repression?

2005-11-23T04:01:00.000-05:00

Can I really sacrifice my own feelings for the sake of another? Can I really sacrifice what I deem valuable so someone else can feel special, or simply just content? Can I really surrender like that in a relationship? How much can, or should, someone give to another? Is there a point at which one says "Okay, this is the limit. I have given quite a lot of myself to you and I think this is as far as I can possibly go." Is that a legitimate thought? Is it not simply human nature to preserve self interest? Isn't it okay to stop giving if someone keeps taking to the point of exploitation?

In a relationship, how much are you supposed to sacrifice? What makes it healthy giving as opposed to giving to a point of self-devaluing, of settling for less?

I found someone who can give sacrificially, who does so knowingly and willingly. You inspire me, buDDy.

One busy period after another...

2005-11-21T15:26:00.000-05:00

"The Killer Busy Weekend '05" is now just a thing of the past. I thought it woulda been a drag but I had a lot of fun during the weekend, full of residence life stuff. I dreaded its coming but and when it finally came I was glad to be a part of it all. So now that the fun is over, I have to buckle down and get going on schoolwork. 2 essays due in a week, seems totally doable but we'll see how well I manage my time. The fact that I am writing a blog entry amidst my limited essay writing time is probably not a good testament to my superb time management skills, which I don't really have...

I read in a friend's blog today and was reminded that Christmas time is upon us. To a lot of people, Christmas is an awesome time! I mean, who doesn't enjoy presents and family and friends and good times right? I know I love Christmas. But just as a reminder, don't take anything for granted, cuz your blessings are but empires of dust. Oh and try to remember all the people who don't have the luxury that we live in. Maybe it'll make this coming Christmas better! Who knows.

Good Catchin' Up

2005-11-20T01:38:00.000-05:00

What a day! Well most of my "day" was spent sleeping so really it was just a long night, full of fun business. Woke up 'round 2pm by a friend's phone call, and I was on my merry way to prepare for That Rez Show tonight and Don training tomorrow. Just to elaborate a bit, That Rez Show is a residence wide event where each rez area does a lil air band performance. I was part of 4 difference performances for some reason, mostly cuz many of the other rez areas didn't have any participations so I got coerced into helping them out. My court's Night at the Roxbury re-enactment was friggin' sweet, complete with cardboard car and cellphones. I was TREMENDOUSLY happy that 3 of my students came out and performed with me! We all went out to Swiss Chalet for dinner and a good time was had. It's lil moments like that that makes me appreciate donnin'.

So after that, I got a call from my good friend Sarah from T-bay and we went out for Timmy's. I haven't seen her for like a week and a half and it was GREAT just to catch up. A week and a half might seem really short to you but it's not so short when you live on campus and are accustomed to seeing someone almost everyday. It's odd how you don't realise how much you appreciate a friendship until you wake up to the fact that you're not putting an effort into keeping it. The night is ended with me bloggin' and me getting ready for a fun day of Don training tomorrow! Woot woot.

The first time is always the best

2005-11-19T02:52:00.000-05:00

The title refers to my 1st year at Brock. Being in residence for 3 years now, I can say without any hesitation that my first year was the best time I had at rez. The people I met that year remain to this day as some of my best friends here and I am glad I got to have that experience with them.

So ya, with that said, tonight was one of these 1st year friend's b-day. A whole bunch of us went out to Chilli's (it's the place to be in St. Cats) and had a great night. It was good cuz I had another person being sober watchman with me. I am always glad when Victoria is out with me. Yay team cool! After the bar, Victoria and I hung out at my place and chatted for a long time. It's nice to have somewhat of a Christian support when I am away from home.

So after an hour or so, we both decided it was time for bed. So I was walking Victoria to her car and suddenly these 2 topless guys run infront of us, fire extinguisher in hand, and starts yelling and spraying. Being a don, I had to do something about this madness (plus I REALLY wanted to shut them up). I approached one guy and tried to get info out of him. After a minute of talking, he ran away...ya he did. Then I started talking to the second guy and he kept calling me "Chan". I got pretty peeved at the racist remarks so I told him to either go inside or be removed from campus. He went inside. Sometimes, I wish dons were equipped with batons, and had the authority to beat the stupid out of people.

Obsession

2005-11-18T18:26:00.000-05:00

As you can see, I've changed the template around and made it a Superman theme. This is due largely to my newfound obsession with the TV series Smallville. Holy crap it's a great show. I like every aspect of it, minus the only one episode per week thing. They should play it EV-VER-RY day.

So ya, new blog.

2005-11-18T05:29:00.000-05:00

Just thought it's that time again. I don't know, we'll see what goes in here. I'm hoping it'll be something useful or at least entertaining.